Traveling through Yuhuatian, the start of the Sunflower Collection is complete

Chapter 39

"Appreciate~"

Yu Huatian pulled the reins lightly, stopped the horses, raised his hand slightly, and stopped the team from moving forward.

"Master!"

Ma Jinliang and the others rode forward in an instant, with stern expressions and murderous intent in their eyes.

Ma Jinliang said coldly: "Supervisor, be careful, this person has a murderous aura on him, it should be a bad person, let the subordinates deal with it!"

Xichang Fanzi and Jin Yiwei in the rear were not top players, but they also noticed something was wrong, and they gathered together to protect Yuhuatian in the middle.

Even Lu Xiaofeng and the three of them had serious expressions on their faces, and Fu Hongxue's hand subconsciously touched the handle of the knife, which was a sign of danger.

"What a strong sword intent!"

Hua Manlou frowned and said: "Having such a terrifying sword intent, this person should be well-known in the world, but among the famous swordsmen, there seems to be no such person, this person's sword intent is very strange and full of murderous intent. "

Lu Xiaofeng gently waved the folding fan in his hand, squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, and said, "From the looks of his clothes, this person should not belong to any sect, he looks more like a solitary assassin, and with such a strong sword intent and Murderous, I think of a person..."

Hua Manlou gave him a blank look: "Don't be a fool, just say it."

There was a smile on the corner of Lu Xiaofeng's mouth, and he said: "This person should be a famous killer in the northwest area, Yan Shisan. This person practices the family-passed sword art 'Thirteen Swords of Death', and the Thirteen Swords of Death can be regarded as It is a first-class swordsmanship, but unfortunately, there are no famous swordsmen in the ancestors of the Yan family. Only the generation of Yan Shisan is extremely talented. In the area, he has gained a lot of fame and is known as the 'Deadly Swordsman'. He should be almost 17 years old this year, and his sword intent has become stronger."

"Yan Shisan?"

Hearing this, everyone frowned and talked a lot, obviously they had never heard of this name.

Only Yu Huatian looked at Lu Xiaofeng in surprise, and said: "As expected of Lu Xiaofeng, he is indeed well-informed, and there are people in this world that you don't know?"

Lu Xiaofeng smiled humbly, but his tone was very confident and proud: "Elder-in-law praised you absurdly, mainly because I like to run around when I have nothing to do, so I have seen many martial arts heroes in many places. Other dynasties dare not say it, but in this Ming Dynasty, it may be true. There is no one that I, Lu Xiaofeng, don't know!"

"Ha ha."

Yu Huatian smiled lightly, but without refuting, he turned around and rode his horse forward to meet him.

"Overseer?"

Ma Jinliang and the others spoke up quickly, not because they were worried about Yu Huatian, but as subordinates, if Yu Huatian had to do everything himself, it would appear that they were useless.

"It's okay, you are waiting here, you don't need to follow."

Yu Huatian waved his hand, still staring straight ahead.

He could feel that Yan Shisan came for himself.

It just so happened that he also wanted to try, how was his 'Thirteen Death-killing Swords' different from Yan Shisan!

After finishing speaking, Yuhuatian rode his horse and walked forward slowly.

The sun was scorching hot, and at some point in the desert there was a gust of autumn wind, a few horseshoes sounded in the distance, and a few people from the rivers and lakes came to join in the fun. After discovering the situation here, they all stopped and watched.

Someone looked back and frowned slightly:

"Isn't that Yue Buqun, the head of the Huashan School? He's here too?"

"It's really him! There is also that beautiful woman, who should be his wife. Ning Zhongze, who was known as the jade girl of Huashan in the area of ​​Huashan, was unparalleled. Ning's sword made countless heroes fall for her. This Yue Buqun married her, I don't know how many people are envious!"

"Uh... is this the point? The point is, what does he want to do here? The Huashan faction never likes to join in the fun, but now that Yue Buqun is bringing people here, don't they still have ideas about this treasure?"

"makes sense."

The crowd discussed in low voices, but their eyes were still fixed on the two figures in the desert ahead.

When Ma Jinliang and the others heard the voice, they also looked back and frowned slightly.

Ji Xueyong narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "It is said that when the governor came to Longmen Pass disguised as a Jianghu swordsman, he killed two people in Qingshan Town, and one of them was Linghu Chong, Yue Buqun's eldest disciple. Come here, will it be..."

A cold light flashed in Ma Jinliang's eyes, and he said coldly: "Don't worry about him for the time being, no matter why he came, if he dares to make any small moves behind, he will definitely let the Huashan faction come and go, and no chicken or dog will be left behind!"

Ma Jinliang did not hide his voice, and even spoke louder on purpose to ensure that the people in the arena behind who watched the excitement could hear him.

When hearing these domineering words, many people in Jianghu changed their faces slightly, but with the strength of the imperial court, they are really qualified to say such words, but these words were not aimed at them, so everyone turned their heads subconsciously and looked at Gang Gang. Yue Buqun who was present was ready to see how he would react.

Although this remark did not name anyone, anyone could tell that it was referring to Yue Buqun.

Facing everyone's eyes, even Ning Zhongze's expression was not very good-looking at this time, but Yue Buqun, on the other hand, was still as calm as water, and even greeted a few people he knew modestly and politely, as if he hadn't heard Ma Jinliang As said.

The crowd who originally thought there would be another lively scene were a little disappointed when they saw this, but also a little admired in their hearts.

As expected of Yue Buqun known as the 'Gentleman's Sword', this forbearance and self-cultivation are really extraordinary!

But what no one noticed was that at this moment, although Yue Buqun looked like a modest gentleman on the outside, under the wide sleeves, a pair of white palms had been tightly packed into fists, and there was a trace of humiliation and resentment in the depths of his eyes. A murderous aura circulated all over his body.

Ning Zhong seemed to have noticed something, and held his left arm worriedly.

Yue Buqun took a deep breath, loosened his fist slowly, patted Ning Zhongze's jade hand with a smile, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, he continued to raise his head, and like many Jianghu people, he looked at the battlefield in the distance, and the chill deep in his eyes never disappeared.

...

Under the attention of everyone, Yuhuatian slowly came to a hundred meters away from the black-clothed swordsman and stopped slowly.

It wasn't that Yuhuatian didn't dare to continue to move forward, but that the horses under his seat seemed to have sensed the danger. When they got here, no matter how Yuhuatian drove him, they were unwilling to go any further.

Yu Huatian had no choice but to pat the horse's head, and some cursed: "It's useless."

However, in his capacity, he was not too difficult to deal with a horse. He got up from the horse and landed in the middle of the road. He raised his head and looked at the black-clothed swordsman on the opposite side, narrowing his eyes slightly:
"I know your identity, Yan Shisan."

"It's just that I don't quite understand it. With your character, you shouldn't do such a stupid thing. You should know what the consequences of failure are if you block my way."

Under the sunlight, Yan Shisan raised his head slightly upon hearing the sound, revealing a face full of loneliness.

Yes, the word loneliness was used for the first time to describe a person's appearance, but it was not at all obtrusive.

Being a prodigal son or a killer cannot be described as lonely, but at this moment, Yu Huatian was indeed seeing only this kind of emotion on Yan Shisan's face.

And Yan Shisan's black seat, as well as the black scabbard sword in his hand, symbolized sadness, unknown and death!

This person seems to be born with such contradictions.

"I know, Mr. Yuhuatian, the Duke of Xichang of the imperial court."

Yan Shisan spoke, his voice was deep but not hoarse, giving people a feeling that it was right next to his ears.

Yu Huatian frowned slightly: "Since you know who I am, why did you come here to die?"

"Someone paid me to kill you, but that's not the main reason why I came to you."

As Yan Shisan said, he slowly raised the black-sheathed long sword in his hand, and then slowly pulled it out.

This sword is a little longer than ordinary swords, about three feet seven, and the whole is blue-black, even the hilt is black, he seems to like this color.

Yan Shisan looked at the sword in his hand, and said in a low voice: "I am alive, it is no different from being dead, but before I die, I still have a wish unfulfilled. I want to find someone, kill him, and prove myself. Yan Shisan is Yan Shisan, not someone's shadow."

Yu Huatian vaguely understood what he meant, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "If that's the case, why did you come to me if you didn't go to him?"

A trace of regret and indifference appeared in Yan Shisan's eyes, and he said with a sigh:

"Because I know that with my strength, I am not his opponent yet. I don't want to die in his hands at this time. To him, at this time, I am only one of his many challengers. Even if I die Under his sword, no one will remember me, and this will make me die with regret."

"It just so happens that someone asked me to kill you at this time, so I'm here."

"As father-in-law, even if he died at your hands, the world will still remember the name Yan Shisan, not some deadly swordsman, or someone else's shadow."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Huatian's eyes instantly turned cold:

"You don't want to die in his hands, so you use this seat as a stepping stone to your fame? Have you ever thought that after you die, this seat will list you as a traitor to the court? Sometimes your reputation may be worse than your life!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as it is not regarded as his shadow."

Yan Shisan shook his head slightly, then raised the long sword in his hand, saluted with his hand, and said, "This sword of mine has been hidden in the box for almost 20 years. None of the enemies I have encountered before are qualified to be my opponent. But I wasn't sure about challenging him, so I've been looking for someone to weigh him in. My father-in-law is in a high position, and in the battle the night before yesterday, he arranged to besiege and kill thousands of martial arts masters in one fell swoop. He is famous all over the world. I don't know if my father-in-law can give me some advice?"

Seeing this, Yu Huatian was speechless at the moment, and the Yitian sword suddenly unsheathed from his waist, like a dragon flooding in clear water, with a dazzling silver light.

At the same time, a strong sword intent also rose from him slowly.

"Good sword!"

Looking at the sword in Yuhuatian's hand, Yan Shisan couldn't help but praise, saying:
"It is said that in the battle on the rainy night the day before yesterday, the Juejue Shitai of the Emei Sect also died in the hands of the father-in-law. This sword should be the Yitian Sword of the Emei Sect, right?"

Yu Huatian said indifferently: "Do you think this seat is good at wielding a sword? This seat can change a sword."

"No need!"

Yan Shisan shook his head: "It's an honor to be able to die under the Yitian sword. But, why are you familiar with your father-in-law's swordsmanship?"

Yan Shisan felt the sword intent rising from Yu Huatian's body, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Because, this seat is the same as the swordsmanship you practice, it is the Yan family's 'thirteen deadly swords'."

After Yu Huatian finished speaking, before Yan Shisan could react, his figure flashed, and the Yitian sword's cold light suddenly appeared. Before the person arrived, the sword energy had already come to Yan Shisan.

This sword is the first sword of the thirteen deadly swords - the sword comes out and seals the throat!
Yan Shisan originally thought that Yuhuatian was joking, but his pupils shrank when he saw this, and a trace of shock and confusion appeared in his eyes, but at this moment, he could not allow him to think about how Yuhuatian would make his Yan family's deadly Thirteen Swords , subconsciously drew his sword and slashed.

The second type - Qingfeng face cutting!
This is the core of Thirteen Swords of Death. Thirteen Swords, every move has only offense and no defense.

Moreover, Yan Shisan was also very confident in himself due to the habit he had developed from never meeting an opponent for a long time. In his world, there was also only offense.

It's just that this time he suddenly ignored it, the opponent he met was different...

"Ding--"

A crisp sound of swords clashing, and two streams of murderous sword energy spread through the wind. Obviously no power leaked out, but thousands of people in the rear felt a bone-chilling chill, as if the scorching desert, at this moment, It's winter.

At the same time, when the two soldiers collided, Yan Shisan instantly sensed something was wrong, and just as he was about to pull back, a sharp and unparalleled sword intent rushed towards his face at an even faster speed. I felt my chest sinking, and my whole body retreated instantly, leaving a row of deep footprints on the thick road.

With a sword out, Yu Huatian probably figured out Yan Shisan's strength. He didn't continue to draw out his sword, but just stood there, looking at the shocked and puzzled Yan Shisan on the opposite side.

"You... why do you know my Yan family's swordsmanship?"

After Yan Shisan was shocked, he looked at Yuhuatian and couldn't help asking.

He could sense that Yu Huatian had mixed in some other things besides his sword intent, his swordsmanship and moves were almost exactly the same as his, and his proficiency in Thirteen Deadly Swords was not weaker than him at all!
Yu Huatian said indifferently: "As the governor of the West Factory, a third-rank official of the imperial court, I supervise the world, and it is not difficult to learn some martial arts skills."

A trace of doubt flashed in Yan Shisan's eyes. He had never heard of the "Thirteen Swords of Death" being circulated in Jianghu, and he didn't know whether what Yuhuatian said was true or not.

But no matter what, Yuhuatian will also kill Thirteen Swords, he can already confirm this matter, there is no need to entangle the origin.

On the contrary, he is more familiar with the Thirteen Swords of Death than anyone else, and he does not believe that he will lose to Yuhuatian in his family martial arts!

Yan Shisan took a deep breath, and said seriously: "I can feel that there are other sword techniques in the father-in-law's sword intent. The father-in-law can use other sword moves to fight me. I don't want to take advantage of the father-in-law."

Yu Huatian shook his head slightly: "No, I just want to see how your Thirteen Death-killing Swords are different from this seat. By the way, you should have comprehended the No.14 sword. Let’s get acquainted with this seat.”

As soon as Yan Shisan said this, he couldn't help being startled, and then he stared at Yuhuatian with wide eyes: "Elder-in-law also thinks that behind Thirteen Swords, there is No.14 Sword?!"

Yu Huatian was also stunned. He thought that since Yan Shisan had already decided to fight Xie Xiaofeng at this moment, even if he hadn't comprehended the No.14 sword, he should have started to think about it. Whether the sword exists is still uncertain.

When he came back to his senses, Yu Huatian smiled lightly and said, "There is not only the No.14 sword, but also the No.15 sword."

"No.15 sword..."

Yan Shisan murmured in a low voice, with fiery brilliance shining in his eyes, and then looked at Yuhuatian: "Grandpa has comprehended No.14 sword and No.15 sword?!"

"No."

Yu Huatian shook his head: "I only learn all thirteen swords, No.14 sword, I just have a preliminary idea, and I am going to try it with you."

Yan Shisan looked at him with fiery eyes, nodded deeply, and said, "Okay, if the father-in-law can really comprehend the No.14 sword, then it will be an honor to die under the No.14 sword."

"Eunuch, please!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Shisan's aura suddenly changed. His thin and tall figure was like a sharp blade, with his index finger on his sword, and his sharp eyes were fixed on Yuhuatian. During this time, there were various expressions of enthusiasm, anticipation, and apprehension. foot.

Chao Wendao, Xi can die!

Yu Huatian also slowly clenched the Yitian sword in his hand, his movements seemed to be unhurried, but in fact they were clean and impeccable. The cold and biting killing intent, accompanied by the sharp sword intent, burst out from him.

At this moment, the sword power of both sides has climbed to the peak!

Countless pairs of eyes in the rear are staring at the battle that is about to break out.

"This is probably a battle of the pinnacle of swordsmanship, second only to the top ten swordsmen!"

Lu Xiaofeng said with a solemn expression.

Fu Hongxue clenched the handle of the knife tightly. The sword intent on these two people at this moment made him feel threatened.

The rest of the people also looked dignified, watching the field closely, and no one opened their mouths to break the solemn atmosphere.

"Whoosh..."

The wind was getting louder and louder, and the sky was changing, and it seemed that the sky was about to change.

"choke--"

Finally, Yan Shisan drew his sword.

He knows that when two people are practicing the same sword technique, whoever strikes the sword first will reveal the flaw first, allowing the opponent to find the most suitable way to break the move, so the two have been gathering strength to find each other's flaws , has yet to do it.

But he couldn't wait!

He wanted to see if Yu Huatian could win the No.14 sword from this battle, he really wanted to see how terrifying the legendary No.14 sword would be!
In an instant, the body followed the sword, and the sword followed the breath.

The three-foot green front flew like a black dragon breathing out, and even the thick road below showed a straight thin line spreading forward.

Thirteen Swords Eighth Style - Flowing Light!
Yuhuatian was still three feet away, and he felt the sharpness piercing his eyes, and the sword energy was spreading across his face, making his bones chill, but his expression was still calm, and he only raised his hand slightly, and the second sword "Returning the Wind and Seizing the Moon" had already been cast. out.

The sharp sword intent carried yellow sand all over the sky, turned around and stabbed straight, falling between Yan Shisan's sword energy.

Breaking through the face with a point, the sword energy burst instantly.

But at the same time, Yan Shisan turned his body around, changing his sword technique at the moment when the sword energy was completely shattered.

With a light flick of the sword hilt on the wrist, the sword energy as sharp as a poisonous snake reappeared, instantly breaking Yu Huatian's sword intent and piercing his throat.

The fourth style - flicking the wrist and flicking the sword!
The first form - the sword comes out and seals the throat!
During the 'Liuguang', Yan Shisan actually changed two swords in an instant. sword!

There was a hint of surprise in Yu Huatian's eyes. He is indeed the first swordsman of the Yan family who has practiced the Thirteen Deadly Swords to the peak. This swordsmanship is really extraordinary!
However, Yuhuatian has been instilled in the system, and the Thirteen Swords of Desperation has also been cultivated to the perfect state, and with the induction of the master level, his reaction is also not slow.

When Yan Shisan's sword was about to pierce his throat, Yu Huatian stepped back and stabbed straight again!

The Seventh Sword - Regress and return to swallows!
"boom--"

The two sword tips collided with each other precisely, but what came out was not the sound of the swords clashing, but a roaring earthquake like thunder on dry land.

The two powerful sword qi collided, and the surrounding air was visibly distorted by the naked eye, and the sky was full of dust, covering the figures of the two people.

In the next second, before the audience could react, the sound of "jingle ding dong dong—" was heard in the dust and mist.

The two figures are like swimming dragons, constantly moving in the dust and mist, every strike of the sword will inevitably bring up a burst of flying dust, like a tornado sweeping in the middle of the road, and those two figures are crazily fighting in the center of the tornado.

In just a few sword fights, both of them have figured out the opponent's swordsmanship attainments at this time, so they simply use moves and break moves. The competition is who is more resilient, and whoever shows his flaws first will die!
This statement is not an exaggeration. In the fight between swordsmen, a miss is often a moment of life and death.

Although Yuhuatian has a little appreciation for Yan Shisan at the moment, he doesn't really want to kill him; and when Yan Shisan knew that Yuhuatian was about to comprehend the No.14 sword, he had already forgotten the mission of this trip After that, he didn't have any killing intent towards Yuhuatian.

However, due to the terrifying aggressiveness of Thirteen Swords, life and death are beyond their control, and they can only live in peace with each other!
The crowd watching the battle at the back, even if they couldn't see the figures of the two clearly, could still feel the terrifying crisis contained in the impenetrable sword sound. will be even better.

"Whoosh-"

The sound of the wind became more and more fierce, and the howling continued, gradually bringing up yellow sand all over the sky.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the battle between the two. At first, they thought it was caused by the aftermath of the sword energy caused by the fight between the two, but the yellow sand became more and more dense, and gradually some people noticed something was wrong.

"not good!"

Someone turned around and turned pale with shock.

I saw that the sky in the distance became gloomy at some point, and terrifying tornadoes that were hundreds of feet high and more than ten feet wide were brewing in it and swept across the four directions.

The dense flying sand was rolled up, covering the sky and the sun, as if the end was coming!

"It's a black sandstorm in the desert!"

Lu Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, and he shouted: "It's blowing, we can't stay here anymore, let's go!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already performed the lightness kung fu 'Phoenix Dance for Nine Heavens', grabbed one with each hand, and quickly retreated with Hua Manlou and Fu Hongxue.

"I'll go by myself, let go!"

Fu Hongxue felt that he was a little ashamed of the position where he was holding her, so she pushed him away angrily, but she didn't stay any longer, and chased in Lu Xiaofeng's direction.

Although he is arrogant, he is not a fool.

From the tornado, he felt an extremely terrifying sense of crisis, which was stronger than the crisis brought to him by the two duels in the arena.

This power of nature cannot be resisted by human beings!
"Big stall, what shall we do?"

Seeing Lu Xiaofeng and others retreat, everyone in Xichang and Jinyiwei felt uneasy, and turned their attention to Ma Jinliang.

Ma Jinliang frowned, watching the approaching tornado in the distance, feeling a little nervous.

After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said, "Let's retreat too, and come in after the storm is over!"

"But the supervisor?"

Ji Xueyong looked forward into the dust and mist. The battle between the two had already entered a fierce battle. It seemed that they hadn't noticed the danger at all, and they were still fighting frantically to the death.

Ma Jinliang waved his hand and said: "You take the people away first, and I will stay here and wait for the governor!"

Ji Xueyong's face was ugly, but if he didn't leave at this moment, I'm afraid that these thousands of people would have to confess here. On the contrary, the governor's martial arts has reached a high level, and he might be able to withdraw safely.

Thinking of this, Ji Xueyong gritted his teeth and shouted: "Withdraw!"

After finishing speaking, he immediately led the people to quickly retreat in the opposite direction of the tornado, only Ma Jinliang and Ding Xiu stood still.

Ma Jinliang looked at Ding Xiu, frowned and said, "Aren't you leaving?"

Ding Xiu carried the Miao Dao, turning a blind eye to the screaming doomsday scene in the distance, his eyes still fixed on the battlefield in the dust and fog ahead, and said lazily, "Don't worry, the little black sandstorm will kill me."

Hearing this, Ma Jinliang took a deep look at him, and there was a trace of approval in his eyes, so he didn't say any more.

As Xichang and Jinyiwei retreated, many martial arts figures in the rear did not dare to stay any longer, and began to flee one after another.

But not everyone is like that.

When someone saw this terrifying scene, not only was he not afraid, but he instantly remembered the allegory about Dabai Shangguo's treasure, and a fiery and crazy look appeared in his eyes, and he took the initiative to run towards the direction of the storm.

"Laijia Flying Dragon, Shahai presents the gate of God!"

"The prophecy has come true, the treasure is about to be born!"

"Hahaha!"

"The treasures are all mine, all mine!"

...

Ma Jinliang and Ding Xiu looked at the group of crazy martial artists with a trace of sarcasm in their eyes.

Ma Jinliang sneered and said, "Man dies for money, and bird dies for food. There are always such fools in this world."

"It would be better if there were more fools like this, so that the rivers and lakes might be calmer and less innocent people would die." Ding Xiu looked indifferent, his eyes still fixed on the dust and mist not far away.

Seeing this, Ma Jinliang also turned his head to look, with worry flashing in his eyes from time to time.
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Two in one, [-] characters soon, it seems that Fourteen Swords has the next chapter, and the story of the desert is almost over.

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